I had just lost our third cub when my Alpha mate sat beside my bed and told me he already had a three-year-old son—with my best friend. Darius wanted me to remain his Luna, publicly accept their child, and name him the pack's heir. When I refused, he threatened to withdraw the healers keeping my mother alive.He thought seven years of love had made me obedient. So I stopped arguing. I accepted his jewels, watched Serena move into my home, and let him believe I would stand beside them at the next pack gathering.What he didn't know was that I had smelled silver in my medicine. I was moving my mother beyond his reach, gathering proof, and preparing to sever the mate bond he believed I would never dare to break. By the time Darius realized I was not throwing a tantrum, my white wolf had awakened—and I was already beyond his territory.
